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my pen
Folder:
Feelings... it lays next to me
and
i can do nothing but
stare
it beckons me
calling me ever so softly
to unleash those words that
fester
in
my
mind
but
i am afraid
if i write it
then it becomes real
i feel
it seems to move closer to me
as i try
to ignore the panging in my chest
the rhyming
non-rhyming free verse in my
thoughts
but
it will be too much
for me to take
to handle
and
too much to bare
ive never been scared to write before
though it pains me not to
yet i
am still so afraid
to pen those words even for myself
even for my sanity
because it will be nothing but
......pain
anguish
thrashed onto these pages so you see
for me
i walk away
slowly
slightly looking back to see if the pen is still there
....cause i know
i cant live without it
